This Sense Will Never Die
The heart that ever stopped
The love that once existed
Probably will not get lost
Until buried deeply afflicted soul
The pain will never die
Because you have the heart to betray
This love of slama I give
Even by my own sister
From now on we have broken our bonds
There will be no more stories
This self-rustling 'tuk see your face is now never existed
Because you guys have the heart
Stabs me from behind until translucent right chest
God! Hopefully what I think they also feel it
More than the pain I suppose
Because they have the heart to hurt me like this
The cuts they carved
Tlah scratched my life's wounds all this time
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